Hi, so I had this brain storm for funny story after an inspiration from a tumblr post. I do not own BBC and the names are from the Tumblr post (i do not have a link as screenshots were actually sent to me over a year ago and I have lost them resulting in me losing any name I could have given credit to for the names). The story plot is of my own. This is just fun, any reviews welcome.
Another quick note, I'll be reposting all these chapters into the same story, but the chapters will be rewritten and edited so they're more lengthy, more interesting etc etc, I'll keep copies of the old chapters myself, but they will be deleted from this story. Hope you enjoy the new rewritten chapters as much as the old ones
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One sunny afternoon, in the apartment of 221B Baker Street, Sherlockitty Holmes and John Watkittens were lounging about, enjoying their Tuna and patches of sun.
Suddenly Sherlockitty started Meowing irritatingly, causing John to leave his precious tuna to see what was wrong
"Meow meow meow" asked John, inquiring what was wrong
"MEOW MEOW MEOW" wailed Sherlockitty, stating someone must have stolen his Yarn Ball.
John purred a sigh and flicked his tail, Sherlockitty had curled himself into a small ball of fluff, so it was up to John Watkittens, the Great Consulting Kitty Detective's Side Kick to find Sherlockitty's precious Yarn Ball. John walked around the whole apartment. He checked behind his bed and found only his missing woolly jumper. He checked their bathroom, only finding those missing scorpions Sherlockitty had 'lost' a week ago. (More like locked them away from John's view so John couldn't complain to Sherlockitty, the brat of a cat he is). John checked Sherlockitty's room and found some questionable chemicals that surely couldn't be safe being stored at home. (John would definitely be talking to Sherlockitty later about this) along with some experiments that looked best to stay away from. With a huff John padded his way back to their living room and slumped on the ground. Where could Sherlockitty have misplaced his yarn ball this time?! John had already checked the usual places where Sherlockitty carelessly leaves it and even checked their bedrooms and bathroom, but he still had no luck. John Watkittens glanced warily at the kitchen, deciding whether or not he should even make an attempt to look through the cupboards or fridge. After a few moments John decided against it. John rolled about the floor as he thought to himself where the yarn ball could have gone. John huffed again and got up. Perhaps he should check with Meowses Hudson, she was always picking up anything loose around and may have kept Sherlockitty's yarn ball accidentally. John quickly mumbled a quick bye to Sherlockitty before leaving.